Hey! I'm going to try to post more often. So here we go. The way the chapters work will be a little bit different from now on, as I explained in the last chapter. You can go there to check, although, if you haven't read the last chapter yet, you shouldn't be reading this one!

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In Rose's cell.

Rose stared at the tiny piece of glass in her hand. She tugged at it, wincing until it was out. She winced as blood welled up in the small hole in her hand. She started to suck on it until the blood went away. "Have you been hurting yourself dear?" Vivian strutted through the invisible door or however she got in.

"What? No I-" Rose paused. If Vivian knew that she was making progress, then she'd replace the glass. "Actually, yes; I was bored."

Vivian raised an eyebrow, like she didn't quite believe Rose. But Vivian didn't press. "Okay then," she reached into her pocket, pulling out a long thin item- a needle.

"What's that for?" Rose asked, sliding away. "A poison or something?"

Vivian just snorted. "Heavens no, that would be a waste of our time. We're going to help you figure out who-and what- you are," she smirked at Rose's confusion.

"As far as I know, I'm a human girl. If it's about the fact that I traveled through time-"

"It has nothing to do with that. Although," Vivian added as an afterthought. "I suppose it does," she walked over to Rose. "Give me your arm," she instructed.

"No!" Rose yelled, trying to run back. "No. I won't let you do that."

"Nobody likes a wimp. We're getting tired of waiting. Now give me your arm, or we'll force you to," Vivian smiled widely.

"I can tell you whatever you want to know," arguing was probably pointless, but Rose had to try.

"Can you tell me why we took you here?" Vivian offered. Rose frantically searched her memory. What was so special about her? She'd traveled through time. But Vivian said that it wasn't because of that. Although, I suppose it does. It must've been something that Rose did when she was traveling through time that made her special, something that she didn't remember…that the Doctor did. What caused him to regenerate? What was the deal with Bad Wolf? He'd never told her, but he must've figured it out, or they'd still be searching. She'd woken up passed out on the TARDIS that day that he regenerated. Maybe she'd done something that almost killed her, and that's why the Doctor regenerated, to save her.

Rose looked at Vivian with a look of pure hate as she stuck her arm out. She was going to be forced to take it anyway. What was the difference? Vivian stuck the liquid in Rose's arm, pressing the syringe. The liquid boiled in her veins, and Rose screamed as she felt it traveling throughout her entire body. Her body convulsed and she collapsed backwards, shaking.

Suddenly, she was in her own mind.

"I have to save the Doctor," she told Mickey.

"Even if you die?" he asked her.

"If that's what it takes," was all she said in reply.

Rose was back in her body, flinching and screaming. Her mind burned. But that memory wasn't new. She remembered that before. With a yank, she was pulled into another memory.

"The car isn't strong enough," Mickey said as they failed to open the heart of the TARDIS. "We need something stronger…like that!" a large bulldozer drove up to them.

"Mum?" Rose exclaimed.

Rose gasped. None of this was new. She was still screaming and shaking, and her nose was bleeding. "Aghhh!" she cried out. For a second she thought that she heard someone outside her cell screaming her name. Then, she felt herself slipping away into another memory.

"Pull!" Rose screamed as the heart of the TARDIS popped open. Rose looked inside of it, and felt the golden light curiously pour into her. It filled her up with warmth, which quickly grew into a scorching heat. But she could see anything that she wanted to. She was merged with the TARDIS, the TARDIS was her, and she was the TARDIS. No, not the TARDIS, she was the Time Vortex. She could see all that is, was, and ever could be. The doors slammed behind her as she traveled to the Doctor.

Rose felt as if she were being held underwater. It was getting hard to breath. But she didn't remember that memory, her memory of that day stopped when her mum got the TARDIS opened, she never remembered looking in, seeing the heart of the TARDIS. But she obviously did. All of a sudden, she was in another memory.

"What have you done?" the Doctor cried out.

"I looked into the TARDIS," she said, the golden power flowing from her. "And the TARDIS looked into me."

"You looked into the Time Vortex Rose, no one's meant to see that," he exclaimed.

"This is the abomination! Exterminate!" the Dalek tried to kill her. Foolish thing, all Rose had to do was block it with her hand.

Rose gasped. What was this? This had never happened to her. Her mind was burning as if it was being cooked, and she was screaming. "What is this?" she screamed. A memory surged forward.

"I am the Bad Wolf," she told him. "I create myself," Rose looked at the words up above. "I take the words," she raised a hand. "I scatter them, in time and space, a message to lead myself here."

"Rose!" the Doctor looked at her. "You've got to stop this! You've got to stop this now! You got the entire Vortex running through your head, you're gunna burn!"

Rose looked at him. Didn't he understand? She was saving him. "I want you safe! My Doctor, protected from the false god."

"Stop!" Rose was screaming. Faintly, she heard her name. No, she thought as a memory pulled forward.

"You cannot hurt me!" the Dalek emperor said. "I am immortal."

"You are tiny," Rose argued. "I can see the whole of time and space, every single atom of your existence, and I divide them," she burned him. "Everything must come to dust. All things," she raised her arms. "Everything dies," one by one, the Daleks evaporated. "The Time War ends."

"I will not die!" the emperor screamed. "I cannot die!" slowly, he evaporated.

"Rose, you've done it, now stop. Just let go," the Doctor urged. But she couldn't let go.

"How can I let go of this?" she asked. "I bring life," Rose felt a tug as Jack awaked, alive once more.

"But this is wrong!" he yelled. "You can't control life and death!"

"But I can," she told him. "The sun and the moon. The day and night. But why do they hurt?" she asked, aware of the heat intensifying.

"The powers gunna kill you and it's my fault!" he was crying. She wanted to soothe him, but the heat was burning.

"I can see everything. All that is, all that was. All that ever could be," she told him.

"That's what I see, all the time," he informed her. "Doesn't it drive you mad?"

The heat was overwhelming her. "My head," she croaked, her voice abandoning her.

"Come here," said the Doctor, reaching out.

"It's killin' me!" she cried.

"I think you need a doctor," he told her, and pulled her forward into a kiss. Rose could feel the power leaving her, and she relaxed, looking into his eyes as the power pulled out. She collapsed to the side.

Rose pulled out of the memory, screaming with tears streaming out of her face. "You son of a-"

"Now, now, I think we're done here," Vivian said as Rose staggered up, her head screaming and her nose bleeding. Vivian started to disappear when Rose, infuriated, lunged at her, and they both disappeared through the invisible door, Rose still crying out in pain from the shot.